I go to school everyday and see the popular girls act like their besties with each other and act like everything in life is perfect. Yet somehow everyone still want to be them, feel like them and give anything to be friends with them. They can’t see through that fake personality built on other peoples wants and likes.

Am worried that I will never get better

I know I am going to relapse soon and I’m afraid the longer I wait, the worse it will be.

I got so much work to do but not enough time for it all

I feel like no one will ever love me

I really like this boy but he thinks of me as only a friend and it’s super frustrating

I’m worried that one of my friends hates me but she acts like she loves me. I’m afraid that she talks about me behind my back.

My parents divorcing was the worst thing that could have ever happened to me

I have to go talk to someone about my anxiety tomorrow and I’m nervous

I think I have OCD

I don’t understand how people these days joke about every flaw to every person who isnt perfect. My worry is how people hide their emotions in when things are said to them about their flaws just like i do everyday, like putting on a mask every morning trying to be a person im not

My mom changed when she got a bf, I feel like nothing to her now

Exams

I feel a lot of pressure to have sex but I’m not comfortable enough with myself to let anyone else see me like that.

My girlfriend cheated on me some time back and I feel as if I’m no longer good for anyone else as I am also doing school online and im isolated from everything.

Loneliness and darkness are my only friends..

I hate that my boyfriend goes to one schoo and I go to another. I’m always alone at lunch because my friends go with their boyfriends. so I just lock myself in a stall and don’t come out until lunch is over. they never ask where I was

school

I’m so sick and tired of being bullied and the bully gets away with it but when I do something I get it big time

I’m worried that soon I will just be nothing and that the sliver of me that is left will start to fade away. There are so many thoughts that race around in my mind and it’s hard trying to tell someone what you’re going through without feeling crazy.